The Long family is located in the west district of Wolong City, surrounded by bustling streets, with the Long family as the center, the lively streets and alleys spread out in all directions, like a mixed yuan gossip, giving people a mysterious feeling.

If there is no outside force to break in, it is very likely that you will get lost in the streets and alleys without anyone to lead you.

Long Yuanwu walked north along one of the streets, preparing to head to the Ugin Mountains.

In the bustling streets, there are stalls, and the vendors are shouting and shouting, all trying their best to attract customers. The streets were very lively, some were talking about the weather, some were talking about the latest family power rankings, and of course, some were talking about this conflict between the Long family and the An family.

"The Long family is in trouble this time, and it is estimated that it will be erased from the map of Wolong City by the An family in less than half a month. In front of a small stall, many onlookers were talking about today's conflict.

Hearing such discussions, Long Yuanwu's heart froze, and he looked for a voice, and then quietly approached the crowd to listen to their conversation.

"The head of the family, it's the head of the Long family, everyone get out of the way!" A young man recognized Long Yuanwu and hurriedly helped to open the way, and at the same time, he was also suggesting that everyone should keep their mouths shut.

The discussion was much quieter, and a pair of eyes looked at it nervously, but there were still a few people who had a lot of complaints. Long Yuanwu smiled disdainfully, this part of the people is not very optimistic about themselves, and they are all staunch supporters of Long Kui.

"What kind of goods are you selling, how can there be so many onlookers?" Long Yuanwu frowned slightly, as the lord of a place, he was very concerned about the market order in the urban area under his jurisdiction.

At this moment, his face was confused, his eyes quickly swept over, and he quickly identified the rusty products on the stall.

Tell him directly that nine times out of ten, a rusty product like this was stolen from the tomb or stolen from someone else.

It is rare to see so many people crowding around a small stall, which means that the products sold by the stall are unusual.

"Tell me, are you secretly digging someone's grave?" Long Yuanwu rushed to the vendor and grabbed him by the collar.

His gaze finally fell on a simple broadsword, which was rusty and black all over, exuding an antique atmosphere.

His intuition told him that this was a high-grade spirit treasure, but it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish it, because the surface of this spirit treasure had been severely corroded, revealing traces of erosion from the age of the month.

"No, no, no. The peddler said in a slurch. His expression was unusual, as if he was worried about being hunted down.

His eyes glanced around, and his expression was very nervous, as if there were suspicious figures hiding around him, and these suspicious figures had come from thousands of miles to rob him of the products he was selling.

Through his observations, Long Yuanwu deduced that the origin of this hawker was not ordinary, and the origin of the products he sold was definitely not simple.

He tugged on the hawker's collar, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Answer me quickly, did you secretly dig someone's grave, and then take the stolen goods to our Long family's territory to sell?"

"No...... It's not ......" The hawker looked nervous and shook his head repeatedly, not intending to admit it. He knew the consequences of revealing the secret, even if he was not killed by the enemy, he would be confiscated by Long Yuanwu.

"Running to the Long family's territory to sell stolen goods, seriously violating the rules of the Long family, disrupting the local market order, according to our Long family's family rules, at least sentence you to a cane, such as eighty sticks, think about it, with your thin body and bones, it is estimated that you will be wasted after a dozen beatings." Long Yuanwu's words were full of threat, and an invisible oppressive force emanated from his body, enveloping this small trader.

This little trader was a thief, trembling all over, and his eyes were full of intense fear, as if he was silently begging Long Yuanwu for mercy.

Long Yuanwu snorted coldly, threw the little trader aside, and then hooked his toes, a big knife with a dark body and an ancient atmosphere, which was hooked by him on his toes from the stall, and finally grabbed by him in his hand.

He gently wiped off the layer of rust on the surface of this ancient broadsword, and then he only saw a cold glow on the blade that showed his true face.

Subsequently, his spiritual consciousness body condensed into substance, and was sucked into a mysterious space corresponding to this spiritual treasure.

"Ahh

It's like falling into the abyss of time and space, giving people a sense of fear that they are about to be swallowed up by the layers of ancient moons.

In this mysterious space, there is a chaotic scene of the unity of heaven and earth in the Pangu period, looking at it, heaven and earth are mixed together, and he can't tell which is the boundary, he wants to get out of the chaos in front of him and return to the real world where he was at the last moment, but he finds that he can't help himself.

Long Yuanwu gradually calmed down, and subconsciously glanced at his right hand, holding a simple big knife tightly in his hand.

The ancient broadsword trembled slightly, like the irrepressible excitement on his face when a long-lost friend met again.

On the blade of the blade, there were lines of condensed thunder, accompanied by the sound of lightning and thunder, and the sound was ethereal and thick, as if it had penetrated a distant time and space and transmitted here.

If you look closely at this quaint broadsword, you will find that it is shorter than an ordinary broadsword, and there is no tip but only the blade, as if the tip of the knife has been cut off.

Long Yuanwu secretly speculated that if this big knife originally had a tip and was later missing for some reason, it meant that it had an unusual past, such as being cut off when it was fighting other spirit treasures.

It is further speculated that on this continent, there are beings with a higher level than this broadsword.

This is a spiritual treasure with a soul-like existence. This is the so-called sword soul, which is a condensed breath into substance. At this moment, this aura rose like a flame, and gradually transformed into a human form, expressing itself in the form of a human soul.

Human beings have martial spirits, usually knives, swords, flowers, grasses, trees, birds and beasts, etc., while non-humans are just the opposite.

Long Yuanwu's eyes widened suddenly, and a stream of information poured into his mind from the blade, and through this flow of information, he knew what to do next to leave this dark space.

In fact, even without this influx of information, with the experience of his previous life, he knew how to break through this barrier.

Since there is a reminder of the information flow, of course he will not turn a blind eye, according to the reminder of the information flow, he slowly raised the big knife in his hand above his head, and then rose to the sky.

"Ahh

With a scream that pierced the void, Long Yuanwu's figure that rose into the sky turned into a dazzling streamer and rushed into the air.

In mid-air, he waved his hand again, and the spirit treasure in his hand was like a scalpel, with a "snort", as a flash of lightning-like light across the void crossed, the black void was instantly split into two, and then a dazzling glare was revealed.

The next moment he returned to the real world, holding a big knife in his hand, and the corners of his mouth set off a satisfied arc, he didn't expect to encounter such a weapon on his own territory.